Many people felt that Yang Teng’s sword aura was undisturbed and that none of his injuries were lethal. For a genius like him, such injuries were practically nothing. As long as he could endure two more moves, his sword aura would reach its limit and he would be able to turn the tables.

It was impossible for Ye Qingfeng to maintain his current momentum and his origin energy would run out sooner or later. The battle was proceeding as Bai Ling expected. Yang Teng’s attacks continued to change like he was in a sorry state, but his sword aura was undisturbed.

The sword aura he emitted became even more boundless as it spread throughout the entire stage. The moment he launched his counterattack, it would surely be unparalleled. When that happened, Ye Qingfeng would surely lose.

“According to you, there’s one move left. I can’t wait to see how Ye Qingfeng defeats Yang Teng.” Bai Ling sneered and glanced at Lin Yun with disdain. But the moment he finished speaking, a rumbling sound came from the stage after Ye Qingfeng stomped his foot...